Bakugou One-Shots (Book 4)

Public School

A/N: I didn't have any OCs made up for this one so I just used myself lmao. I hope that is ok.

AU: Moved!Bakugou

Warning(s): Swearing, American public school being very much fantasized and written nicely about

Ship(s): None

Public School (1/1)

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Katsuki exited the plane onto Gate A77. The airport was huge and there were gates on every side of him. He looked at signs and eventually got to baggage claim. Thank goodness for his dad being fluent in English as well as Japanese.

Katsuki very quickly got his bag from baggage claim and walked to the signs that said pick up and drop off. He looked for an older woman with a sign saying his name. He spotted her and walked to her, his suitcase rolling behind him.

"Katsuki! So good to see you!" The older woman smiled and spoke in perfect English.

"Yeah," Katsuki said in English, his accent thick.

"You're going to love it here, I know it!" The older woman smiled and packed Katsuki's bags into the trunk of her car. She got in on the right side looking at the front of the car. Katsuki deaded to the passenger side, a bit confused. The passenger side here was the driver side over in Japan.

"I know, these cars are weird but careful or your face will be stuck like that." The older woman laughed and drove off.

"Oh shut up Auntie," Katsuki grumbled and buckled up.

Katsuki was told by his mom that he would be staying with an aunt in America for a year. His mom would've come but couldn't because of her job and his dad had passed a year ago. So Katsuki was sent on a plane, alone, to America to meet some Aunt he didn't even know existed. He had to transfer schools too, he had to transfer to a high school in America. He was a first-year in that high school too. It didn't make sense as he was 16 and the first years at the American high school were 14-15. He didn't question it all that much as he was going to ignore all of them anyway.

He had gotten his schedule from the front office and was directed to his first hour. He thought the fact that they didn't have a homeroom was a bit weird.

He walked into the classroom and the teacher turned to him.

"You must be the new student. I am Ms. Belson and I am your World History and Geography teacher!" Ms. Belson smiled.

"Hi," Katsuki said bluntly.

"Lemme find somewhere for you to sit and give you the notes for chapter 29." Ms. Belson mumbled and walked over to her desk.

"You can sit next to Enzo. Enzo raise your hand please." Ms. Belson spoke loudly.

A hand with painted nails rose from the back of the classroom. Katsuki raised an eyebrow at the person's attire. Black shorts, fishnets, combat boots, and a My Chemical Romance t-shirt. He didn't know what My Chemical Romance was but he was curious.

He slowly walked towards the seat next to them. He got closer and saw they had an undercut split dyed red and black. The left side was red which reminded him of Icy Hot.

The Enzo person waved and smiled at Katsuki who sat down. Ms. Belson handed him the notes and continued to teach about The ending of WW1.

"So, what's your name?" Enzo leaned over and asked.

"Bakugou, Bakugou Katsuki." Katsuki whispered back.

"Alright, preferred pronouns?" They asked.

"He/Him, thanks." Katsuki answered, "You?"

"I'm gender fluid actually, but right now I'm they/them." Enzo made a peace sign and giggled.

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind," Katsuki said back. Maybe American schools wouldn't be so bad.

"HE TOUCHED MY ASS!" Was yelled down the hallway.

"That was Alex," Enzo said as they and Katsuki walked down the hall to 3rd period.

"Alex?" Katsuki asked, confused.

"Yeah, Alex W to be precise. He's one of the more popular students. Not attractive whatsoever but he's decently funny sometimes when he's not being an offensive little shit." Enzo explained.

"Oh ok, so like Monoma," Katsuki said.

"Who?" Enzo asked.

"Oh, no one, just someone from my old school," Katsuki mumbled.

"Hey, you good?" Enzo lightly grabbed Katsuki's elbow.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Katsuki paid no mind to Enzo's hand on his elbow. He had come to terms with the fact that Enzo's love language was physical touch and that they showed affection through hugging, cuddling, etc.

"Let's get to class, Ms. Smiles hate when people are late to her class," Enzo said as they rushed to class.

Yeah, American school was ok. Well at least to Katsuki it was. Enzo was cool, he'd met a couple of other cool people like JJ and Lucas.

Katsuki was going to be alright for the year he was planning to be here. Maybe he'd even enjoy it, who knows.

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Public School (1/1)